Chapter 2313
Song Dynasty Calligraphy Metaphor
The little girl took He Xinghua's hand and helped him sit on the sofa.
She wrapped her arms around He Xinghua's neck from behind and whispered in his ear, "We'll be husband and wife from now on. If anything happens to you, I'll definitely be there for you."
Young people are easily moved.
Because of these words, He Xinghua turned around and kissed his fiancée again.
After the two had finished their tender moment, He Xinghua finally asked, "How did you know I was in trouble?"
"My second sister saw it in the newspaper and told me, so I immediately skipped my piano lesson."
Aunt Lou at home said you should be here. Although Xiaoqian was answering seriously, she was fidgeting quite a bit with her hands.
They would occasionally pinch He Xinghua's earlobes or nose.
She probably felt that this would better show her intimacy with her boyfriend.
"What did my mother say?" He Xinghua asked.
"Mom said, 'A ruler should not raise an army out of anger, nor should a general wage war out of resentment.'"
If you understand this sentence, you will be able to get through this on your own.
Mom said that it would be very simple for her to help you resolve this, but you will encounter many more such situations in the future.
Many people will pretend to be nice guys, then try to get information out of you, cut out your meaning, and distort your intentions.
"For someone like that, you're lucky if you even glance at him." Xiaoqian whispered in He Xinghua's ear before getting down to business.
She didn't even notice that she had also started calling Lou Xiao'e "Mom" like He Xinghua had.
He Xinghua took a deep breath. He knew that his parents had always been watching over him.
Let alone He Yuzhu, even Lou Xiao'e has too many ways to resolve this matter if she wants to.
Let's not even talk about the people under Lai Hongchang who specialized in doing the dirty work.
Even if you hire a private investigator, you can still make that reporter lose more than he gains.
How many clean things do those kinds of people have on their hands?
But Lou Xiao'e simply let it go and didn't interfere.
She was thinking that his growth required not only sunshine but also wind and rain.
"Qianqian, am I stupid?" He Xinghua laughed self-deprecatingly.
"You're a little bit silly, and a little bit lecherous. You're a big bad guy..." The little girl was the kind of person with terrible combat skills, but she liked to provoke others.
This is normal; young people are very affectionate. Since their engagement, He Xinghua and she have learned to kiss each other through trial and error.
Whenever the two are alone together, Xiaoqian is always the one who starts trouble first, and she is also the one who begs for mercy in the end.
Ultimately, judging from the relationship between the two, Lou Xiao'e will have no worries about having a grandchild in the future.
On the contrary, Liu Ting has been increasingly worried lately.
He Yuan doesn't need her to worry about her anymore.
He An, one of the twins, is also quick-witted and outgoing, so she probably doesn't need to worry about him.
He Ping, he's become so composed, it's like he's cultivating immortality.
Aside from the women in his family, Liu Ting had never heard of any other women around He Ping.
Even the fourth child knows to hold hands with female classmates to go to and from school together.
But He Ping seemed completely clueless, which made Liu Ting anxious.
She was not only anxious, but also guilty, always thinking that she was too busy and had neglected her son's emotional affairs.
On Sunday, the He family's dinner party ended.
Liu Ting also left work early today, just so her family could be together.
She was multitasking, washing dishes with one hand but her attention was entirely on the living room.
Over there, a few children were eating fruit, playing, and chatting on the sofa.
After cleaning up the kitchen waste on the cutting board, He Yuzhu looked at Liu Ting's bowl, which she had wiped eight hundred times.
He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Why don't you take a stool and sit by the door?"
"I'll take care of things here."
"No, the children will feel uncomfortable if I go out. Do you think I've become too serious lately?"
"Why aren't my children close to me anymore?" Liu Ting said, her face full of worry.
He Yuzhu glanced at his wife from head to toe. He was certain that Liu Ting was suffering from a severe case of anxiety and insecurity.
He couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "What do you want?"
Do you expect them to act like they did when they were little, reaching out for a hug the moment they see you?
"Does he want to snuggle up to you and drink your milk?"
"What you said was too harsh!" Liu Ting slapped He Yuzhu across the face.
She paused, then stole another glance at the living room.
He Ping and the little bug were separated by He An.
He An, however, was clinging to He Ping's arm, laughing without a care in the world.
The little bug, from beginning to end, kept its eyes fixed on the chessboard on the table, intently playing Go with the fourth little brother.
"Hey, do you think the little bug and He Ping don't click?"
"They're not as close as they used to be!" Liu Ting asked again.
He Yuzhu touched his nose and stopped himself from saying the sentence that was about to slip out.
He really wanted to say that when Xiaochongzi and He Ping got close, Liu Ting was also worried.
However, what she was worried about at that time was whether He Ping would fall in love with the little bug.
How come the tables have turned again?
But he knew he definitely couldn't say those words.
If he tells anyone, he'll definitely get what's coming to him tonight.
Liu Ting would accuse him of not caring about his son, and also accuse him of holding grudges...
It would be abnormal not to give him a good beating.
He thought for a moment, then said with a more serious tone, "You know that in April of this year, my son went to Sichuan to participate in a Go competition, right?"
Liu Ting rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Nonsense, I saw him off on the train, how could I not know?"
What are you trying to say? That he prioritizes his career?
No matter how demanding my career is, it can't stop me from holding my grandchildren.
"No..." He Yuzhu quickly waved his hand. Seeing that the mother tyrannosaurus was about to enter berserk mode, he couldn't help but speed up his speech and dared not keep her in suspense any longer.
"In Go, my son has joined the seeded team and is preparing to compete against the younger players, that goes without saying."
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"I wanted to ask you, do you remember what gift our son brought home that time?" He Yuzhu was about to say something about He Ping joining the seed team to win glory for the country, but when he saw Liu Ting's eyes widen, he immediately stopped showing off and started talking about family matters.
As for Liu Ting, she didn't care about He Ping's work.
"Food!" Liu Ting frowned and thought for a moment before speaking.
Sesame cake, Emei cake, rice candy...
"Right?" He Yuzhu laughed, still unable to resist keeping him in suspense.
"Yeah! What's the problem?" Liu Ting was a little confused.
"Do you remember what He Ping gave to the little bug?" He Yuzhu asked with a smug smile.
Liu Ting didn't bother to deal with him. Instead, she squinted and thought for a moment before hesitatingly saying, "It looks like a calligraphy brush, doesn't it?"
He Yuzhu nodded, laughing even more heartily. He explained to Liu Ting, "The calligraphy brushes from Leshan are called Song brushes."
Su Dongpo and Huang Tingjian both used this type of brush.
A boy gave a girl a Song Dynasty writing brush.
It subtly implies that they are a talented man and a beautiful woman.
After saying that, He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows at his wife, letting her figure it out for herself.
"Huh?..." Liu Ting's mouth gaped open, her eyes shining. (End of Chapter)